Sometimes dreaming of the coming year at college. But sometimes imagining a tall, handsome man, holding her on his lap as he quoted, “She walks in b...auty like the night...” or something similar. Overall, that summer, life was very good.The third week of August Emily packed her belongings into a pair of duffles and a couple of boxes. Her parents drove her over to the campus, her fourth trip a hundred miles from home. They found her dorm and in only a few minutes had her things moved in. With. ”“You didn’t even think about it?” she asked.I chuckled, “That is NOT a proper question! Any answer I give could get me into trouble. And it’s not clear which answer gets which trouble! But, with the caveat of the specific circumstances, no, I didn’t think about it. I instantly wanted to get us both out of there so we could talk. Does that make sense?”She nodded, “Yes. I’m sorry I acted the way I did.”“It’s OK. We got it out in the open and we’re talking.”She smiled, “I know what I want to do. Didn't you?. Look at your nipples," Ricky said. He touched one with his finger, "God, that's stiff." I hope your cock is. Because that's what I want. Take me home, Ricky."Ricky's cock was. So hard, it ached. He couldn't wait to get home to release it.Helen didn't help his cause. She told Ricky she loved oral sex performed on her, "I think I orgasm more from a tongue than a cock," she admitted.A statement Ricky found hard to believe.Still, he had found out how to please his mother, and that was. As the flat palm of his hand made contact with Susan’s left cheek, she jumped. Although it hadn’t been a really hard one, the smack had caught her by surprise. Mike kept his hand resting on her cheek, gently stroking her. Hmm, such a sweet young ass, he thought. Then again, he raised his hand.SMACK!! Harder this time, Susan jumped forward a bit, and gave a little squeal in protest.“This is what happens to bad girl’s Susan. What are you?” ask Mike, again his hand was stroking her cheek.“I am a.